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Bitch I B-I-P-P-E-R, bitch I'm pushin’ B (Ti-Ti-Ti-Tim—) Bad bitch look like Kohlrabi (Yeah) Uh (Yeah) (Ti-Ti-Ti-Timmy Da HitMan?) Uh Swing that do', bounce out the V', go wet a opp’a tee (C'mere) Murderin' shit go to skyrock but they can't get me (God damn) Bitch I B-I-P-P-E-R, bitch I'm pushin' B (Deadass) Bad bitch look like Kohlrabi, but Cardi to the T (Deadass,deadass) Cardi B to me, bitch I'm a wockhardt-sippin' zombie, lean, cop a bean, pop a huh? Hoopa, I be anywhere I be Diamonds VVS, the VS1’s they cost a little more I just bipped a Cadillac Escalade like a Honda Accord (Yrrm, yrrm, yrrm) I put Rick on top of Marni, I feel like I’m Rick and Morty Double cup filled up with Barney, I'm a geek Brodie bounce out with that heat, go to the paint like he Lеbron Waka Flocka in the paint, let murder hank ya in front ya’ mom That was cold Brodiе bold-cold kill'a, Glock Medusa Loose screw done got a lil' loos'a I rock Rick like I’m a boost'a Kill a chicken or a roost'a Shouts out to that Ba-balal My head crowned by a child ghost so when the sun down I'm around Bip I might pull up Need For Speed Letras de cancionesI push to start, don't got the key I hit the gas, ignition, nrrghm Crouton back the glizzy Feel like the shots just scared the cops, shit that's a nasty glizzy, hold up that's no Diddy Fifty shots inside the Bizzy I might walk down, give me stitch-y GTA like it's not no kizzy The life I live Rock-star lifestyle, might not make it (I might not make it) GTA, 5 star, I can't get wasted (I can't get—) Just be patient Bip (Bip, yeah it's me) (Yeah it's me) From Letras Mania